It's us
Counting the ones we love
On the fingers of one glove
Collate
Count all the ones we hate
And side step the sideways eight
Move on, prove and improve on
You'll get your groove on and you'll get there
I'm sorry, baby don't worry
I'm just in a hurry to get somewhere
It's me
Still put an apostrophe
In every catastrophy
And it's you
Still making analogies
While I'm faking apologies
So move on, prove and improve on
You'll get your groove on and you'll get there
Sail on, hail and inhale on
Wagging your tail on
A different air
It's us
Counting the ones we love
On the fingers of one glove
So move on, prove and improve on
You'll get your groove on and you'll get there
Sail on, hail and inhale on
Wagging your tail on
A different air
Move on, prove and improve on
You'll get your groove on and you'll get there
I'm sorry, baby don't worry
I'm just in a hurry to get somewhere
I'm getting somewhere
am I getting somewhere
I'm sorry
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